According to Environment Canada, the temperature is 13 degrees Celsius, with winds from the North at 13 km/h. It sounds cold to those not used to it, but it’s heavenly under clear and sunny skies.
I had my supper and hauled out my stuff:
The lap desk didn’t work. Right now one of my TV tables doubles as a writer’s desk. Everywhere people cycled, walked,and ran, generally enjoying a day to finally shed a few layers. The only compromise made to this weather is my beaten-up, long sleeve, red fleece.
I ran a few errands before getting a lift to my writer’s group. I knew these people before with one new face among the bunch. In the 90’s I had too much going on to establish anything. Now with a little stability, and a lot of maturity, the desire to write met with see one member of the group at Chadwick Ginther;’s book launch for Thunder Road.
My writing was not the only thing to dust off. At work I do something called ‘Link of the Day’. Basically, I find articles and sites connected to the subjects the college teaches, plus libraries and technologies. It’s a rotating job and my stint came to an end. I enjoyed that task. I have a system, and people responded well to my choices. One link on bullying lead to one of my colleagues purchasing a book mentioned in the article for the library.
Now what, I thought.
Well, there’s your Twitter feed, suggested the inner voice Why not use it for something else other than publicizing your blog posts?
I met a writer named Graeme Brown (@
GraemeBrownWpg) at C4 and he wanted my Twitter handle to follow me. That, folks, got the ball rolling again. Considering I set up my Twitter account to follow Nathan Fillion in the first place, I would say things have evolved.
Bring me back to feeling stuck. In fact I feel less stuck. Now it’s time to pick a direction and keep going. One direction already in my arsenal all along-the book talks. Chadwick’s publisher, Ravenstone, called me a ‘Book Blogger’ and linked to my book talk on Thunder Road. The math is simple on this one as I read and talk about what I’m reading; All of it equals book blogger.
Marianne Williamson wrote a piece often quoted by people, but now I finally get what she meant by it. Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, she wrote, Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
I don’t advocate the soulless self-esteem revolution students get nowadays. From time to time, I lost and lost big. I have flunked courses, wrote terrible works, and most of all mistook humility with personal put downs. I learned to know it all by knowing nothing at all. I learned to have confidence by not fearing mistakes. All of it takes work. Every day I sit down to write and it feels like a strip tease.
Sometimes I hit it out of the park.
Sometimes it runs afoul.
At least I show up.